GetRichZay, CMOFLEXX - 4 Shootas Only lyrics
[GetRichZay, CMOFLEXX - 4 Shootas Only lyrics]
(That's how you do it, CMO)
Yeah (Gang, phew)
Uh (Gang, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Shit cost more than your
Rent, expensive clothes, Saint Laurent
(Expensive clothes)
Uh, nigga don't like to talk
He always actin' like a slug
(I don't like to talk, uh, I don't like
Talk, shh, I don't like aight, Come on)
Uh, applyin' that pressure for all my
Niggas that's dead and gone (Dead and gone)
Uh, GetRich stay on point
He clutch that fire whenever he headed home
(He clutch that fire) my bitch be on point
She cook and clean whenevеr I'm headed home
(Yеah) clutch myself right now with
This big boy fire
In my hand while I'm makin' a song
(That big boy choppa)
Big nigga spoke on five
Nigga feel like sparkin'
Hit him right there in his dome
(Spark, spark, spark)
Yeah, play with that gang, we at
His doorstep just like, damn, He gone
(We at his doorstep)
Nigga got hit for speakin' on Fifty
(Gang) , he knew he was dead wrong (Gang)
(He speak on Fifty name and Fifty Gang, yeah
His head) uh, I don't fuck with nobody
Just me and my gang
I don't care 'bout gettin' along
(I don't care 'bout gettin' along)
I just pulled some racks off my account
Nigga worried 'bout gettin' a loan
(Nigga worried 'bout gettin' a loan)
Hold up, hold up, when I mix VVs
Swear this shit turn super stone
(Damn, super stone)
When I bought me a Glock, put
A switch on that bitch
That bitch turned super strong
(Ayy, that bitch turned super strong, phew)
Uh, they can't hop in the
Car with that gang
This shit for shooters only
(This shit for shooters)
Lil' folks pop out with all type
Of clips like it's a movie, Oh
(Like it's a movie, oh)
Soon as I catch that boy
That chop gon' sing just like a Toosii song
(That chop, choppa)
Yeah, we got murder for sale
Get paid for one of them headstones
(One them heads)
Had to take that blick from out his hand
That bit' might do him wrong
(Bit' might do)
Bitch ain't know I was the heartbreak kid
She thought that she was gon' last long
(Last long)
Truely trolled, four days later he died
He thought that shit was gon' last long
I get high, I get so geeked out my mind
Can't feel my damn bone (Damn bone)
Can't tell no lie
I swear I do not get paid
To cap in these damn songs (Damn songs)
Nigga get so fly, walk in
Saks, I feel like Guapo, I'm Mr put It On
(Put it on)
Bitch, I'm grindin', got this shit
Out the mud myself, A nigga ain't put me on
(Put me on)
Yeah (Gang, phew)
Uh (Gang, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Shit cost more than your
Rent, expensive clothes, Saint Laurent
(Expensive clothes)
Uh, nigga don't like to talk
He always actin' like a slug
(I don't like to talk, uh, I don't like
Talk, shh, I don't like aight, Come on)
Uh, applyin' that pressure for all my
Niggas that's dead and gone (Dead and gone)
Uh, GetRich stay on point
He clutch that fire whenever he headed home
(He clutch that fire) my bitch be on point
She cook and clean whenevеr I'm headed home
(Yеah) clutch myself right now with
This big boy fire
In my hand while I'm makin' a song
(That big boy choppa)
Big nigga spoke on five
Nigga feel like sparkin'
Hit him right there in his dome
(Spark, spark, spark)
Yeah, play with that gang, we at
His doorstep just like, damn, He gone
(We at his doorstep)
Nigga got hit for speakin' on Fifty
(Gang) , he knew he was dead wrong (Gang)
(He speak on Fifty name and Fifty Gang, yeah
His head) uh, I don't fuck with nobody
Just me and my gang
I don't care 'bout gettin' along
(I don't care 'bout gettin' along)
I just pulled some racks off my account
Nigga worried 'bout gettin' a loan
(Nigga worried 'bout gettin' a loan)
Hold up, hold up, when I mix VVs
Swear this shit turn super stone
(Damn, super stone)
When I bought me a Glock, put
A switch on that bitch
That bitch turned super strong
(Ayy, that bitch turned super strong, phew)
Uh, they can't hop in the
Car with that gang
This shit for shooters only
(This shit for shooters)
Lil' folks pop out with all type
Of clips like it's a movie, Oh
(Like it's a movie, oh)
Soon as I catch that boy
That chop gon' sing just like a Toosii song
(That chop, choppa)
Yeah, we got murder for sale
Get paid for one of them headstones
(One them heads)
Had to take that blick from out his hand
That bit' might do him wrong
(Bit' might do)
Bitch ain't know I was the heartbreak kid
She thought that she was gon' last long
(Last long)
Truely trolled, four days later he died
He thought that shit was gon' last long
I get high, I get so geeked out my mind
Can't feel my damn bone (Damn bone)
Can't tell no lie
I swear I do not get paid
To cap in these damn songs (Damn songs)
Nigga get so fly, walk in
Saks, I feel like Guapo, I'm Mr put It On
(Put it on)
Bitch, I'm grindin', got this shit
Out the mud myself, A nigga ain't put me on
(Put me on)